“I was glad I'd remembered to shucksify my vocabulary in the company of children.”
“I would have been glad if it had been the Lord's will to let one of my children live.”
“It would probably strip my flesh while giving me vocabulary lessons. I'd be dead but smarter. How's that for glass half full?”
“How will I be remembered by my children? This is the true measure of a man.”
“I feel like someone ripped out my heart and smashed it with bricks. It hurts. I hurt. And I'd gladly take your hurt too if it meant that you'd be okay. I'd do anything for you.”
“Some days I'd like to start a column about my husband. Then I remember my kids.”